Commission story for  sokerikielo featuring Team Rocket Boss Giovanni combining business with pleasure by testing out a prototype shrink ray on a grunt who’s become much more trouble than he’s worth.

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Human Resources

“Just one of many…” A young member of team rocket repeated to himself for the umpteenth time. “I’m just one of many faceless grunts just like me. There’s no reason for Giovanni to single me out.” He quietly told himself as he tried to calm himself down with rather limited success. He was standing in front of the huge double doors leading into his boss’s office, completely petrified by fear and unable to get himself to enter. One of the admins informed him that his presence was requested by Giovanni personally and given his recent track record, there was no way it could have been anything good.

Finally, after taking more than his fair share of deep breaths, the grunt pushed one the door and stepped inside. He did not dare to utter a single world as he saw the man himself, Giovanni looking up from one of the many mission reports scattered across his desk.

“You’re late.” The leader of Team Rocket informed the grunt with a disapproving scowl as he threw a single meaningful glance down at the report. “And not for the first time, if Petrel’s report is to be believed.”

“S-sorry sir! I… I was a little unnerved standing in front of your office I just-“

Giovanni shook his head and stood up. “This is unacceptable. You do understand how much you’ve cost me thus far?” The imposing man picked up a stack of papers and proceeded to slap them down on the desk one after another. “The failed poaching operation at Tohjo Falls, our undercover operatives being detained in Goldenrod City, the discovery of our Celadon hideout… All the direct result of your ineptitude.”

“Sir, I-“ The grunt tried to explain himself only to be given a withering glance by Giovanni.

“I am an understanding man. But even I must sometime draw the line at what I’m willing to put up with, thus...” Giovanni slammed his palm over the stack of papers. ”Your membership of Team Rocket is suspended, effective immediately.”

“But-!”

“You can however still be of use to our cause.” The leader of Team Rocket took a short walk away from his desk and picked something up in his hands, something that the lowly grunt couldn’t quite make out from across the spacious office.

“I c-can?” The terrified man would stutter, pointing at himself.

“Of course.” Giovanni would nod in response, continuing to fiddle with something just out of the other man’s sight. “Every person has something they can offer, something that can be put to use. Some are destined for greatness, while the fate of others is to forever remain subservient to their greaters. Managing human resources correctly is what a good leader must excel at.”

As the grunt blinked in confusion, Giovanni would suddenly turn around, a cruel grin on his face and a strange ray gun in his hands.

“And I am a very good leader.” Before the grunt could even react, the ray had been discharged, enveloping his vision and the entire room in an all-consuming bright flash.

The grunt’s body became contorted as wave after wave of pain cascaded through his body. He screamed, taking quick panicked breaths as he was certain Giovanni had just disintegrated him. But slowly, as his vision began to clear the former member of Team Rocket would find that he was still very much in once piece laid out over a hard firm surface. Suddenly the ground began quaking violently beneath him. It had been barely perceptible at first but within just a few seconds it had grown enough to toss the man up into the air. The grunt would yelp as his eyes shot open just before he smacked back onto the ground. With a pained groan he’d look up, finding himself faced with a pair of two massive polished dress shoes.

“I believe I’ve just found a use for you.” Thoomed Giovanni from above as he stared down at this man-turned-insect at his feet. Without bothering to give the grunt time to get his bearings, the towering boss crouched and scooped the puny creature up in his gigantic hand.

The little grunt would scream as he soared upwards through the air, the world turning into a mess of blurry streaks all zooming past him as Giovanni merely walked back to his chair and sat down. The world would seemingly flip over as his former boss held him out in an open palm, looking down at him with a mixture of fascination and disdain.

“Now… Let’s see…” The giant would whisper quietly, not to the little man but over him as his other hand would sail forth without warning. Thick tree-trunk fingers would grab hold of the little grunt’s arm, twisting and turning it around, half out of curiosity and half out of desire to see if it still functioned properly. A sudden shift of the massive man’s fingers and the grunt would yelp in pain as his arm was twisted at an angle it was never meant to be twisted at.

Giovanni simply chuckled at this, letting go of the little limb and grabbing his shrunken subordinate’s leg instead, giving it a yank as he flipped the little guy over and lifted him up in the air, dangling him back and forth with only a mild hint of curiosity.

“Hmmm… Your body appears to function properly after the shrinking process. I will have to commend R&D for this. Still… there are many more tests to run.” The titan concluded as he finally let go of the poor little man, allowing him to smack right back down into the leather palm.

Propping his head on a closed fist, Giovanni would continue to stare down. The implications of the fact that he held a living, breathing human being in the palm of his hand hadn’t quite sunk in yet. He had hoped the ray would function properly of course, but this situation presented him with a rather titillating opportunity.

The palm that surrounded the little grunt, closed around him in an instant as he felt himself squeezed tight in Giovanni’s fist. The Rocket Boss would chuckle as he brought his ex-employee to his face, lips parting to reveal a fleshy tongue slithering across the giant’s imposing lips. The implication was clear, as clear as the fear that the little man had demonstrated in response. Giovanni would actually laugh at the grunt’s pathetic attempts to struggle free from the massive fist. “You do realize how futile your attempts to resist are, correct?” The titan would continue with an amused smirk. “There is nothing you can do against me at that size, even if you weren’t as disappointingly incapable as you turned out to be.”

Giovanni would continue staring at the grunt, feeling every little movement of the puny creature as a slight tickle against his palm. “Perhaps you would make finer food than subordinate?” The massive man’s jaws would part, revealing the cavernous mouth within in all of its glory. The little man was left staring as rows of perfect white teeth easily capable of severing his head from his body parted. He’d see them shining in the light filtering into the mouth from the outside. The fleshy walls within Giovanni’s mouth would flex and shift with every breath the giant man took; idle almost imperceptible motions would be clear as day to the little grunt. Deeper in he’d see the dark abyss of the giant’s throat, shrouded in shadow and pulsing, hinting at the hell that awaited the little man should Giovanni decide that his life was worth less than a snack.

The shrunken grunt would scream as his head was forced between those jaws, pressed down into the fleshy curving surface Giovanni’s tongue. A loud blissful hum echoed from all around the little man, seemingly cascading through the flesh, at the peculiar taste the leader of Team Rocket felt within his mouth.

Without so much as a hint of hesitation, Giovanni would drop the little man inside his mouth. The powerful muscle would flex and twist beneath the tiny, rolling him over and pinning him against the thick teeth. The little grunt gasped and sobbed helplessly as he found himself unable to resist yet again. “Please…” The little fellow would whisper. “Please don’t…” Yet Giovanni didn’t care to respond as he tucked his useless subordinate behind his cheek, humming in pleasure yet again as he felt the grunt’s will to fight slowly seeping out of him; it was about time, frankly.

With one final flex the tongue would lay the little man out over itself while the massive jaws of the Team Rocket leader parted once more. The powerful fingers came soaring in and grabbed hold of the little man by the sides, squeezing him just a little too hard. The man howled in pain as he was dragged out in the open, much to Giovanni’s amusement. The giant pushed himself away from the table, grinning at the little man in his hand one more time before rather abruptly dropping him down on the floor in front of his feet.

It took the little grunt only a moment to recover as he looked up at his former boss, a virtual god sneering at him from the heavens. “S-sir… Please…”

“Beg for mercy, and I might consider sparing your life.” The cruel man laughed as his shoe suddenly lifted up into the air and positioned itself over the shrunken grunt. Slowly, almost agonizingly so it would bear down, rolling forward and pinning the struggling little mess of a man quite firmly against the floor. Giovanni couldn’t help but chuckle, relishing in the power he held over the miniscule creature’s life.

Down below the grunt would be treated to the firm ceiling of the boot’s dirty sole, it would force itself down upon him, covering him up completely as the big boss’s foot alone seemed 5 or 6 times larger than the little man. “Please…” The little grunt whimpered again. “Please don’t kill me, s-sir.” He begged, sticking out his tongue and proceeding to thoroughly humiliate himself by licking at Giovanni’s dress shoes.

Up above the Rocket Leader seemed pleased with the little man’s obedience as he relented and lifted his foot up just the slightest bit, allowing his little slave proper access to the underside of his shoe. His face grew stoic and expressionless as he looked down at the pathetic excuse for a subordinate prostrating himself down there. A part of him pondered whether he should just force his boot down against the floor, squashing this incompetent idiot to make sure he would never be a problem ever again but no… For now Giovanni allowed this to continue, even if there were far more efficient ways to get his shoes cleaned.

Minutes passed as the tiny man’s tongue abraded and irritated from the unsightly task. Eventually though the massive shoe finally lifted off of the little bugger. It would hover in the air for just a moment as Giovanni reached down and effortlessly pulled the massive shoe off, revealing a fleshy behemoth coated in a black dress sock.

The grunt grunted and hurriedly backed away as Giovanni’s bulbous toes wiggled overhead. The socked foot poised itself over him once. The thick scent of musk permeated the air around the little man, so much more potent now that it was free from its leathery prison. And then, in one terrifying motion, the entire mass of Giovanni’s foot would roll forward, pressing itself over the little man and forcing his whole body to sink into the gigantic socked appendage. It would drag the little grunt along the ground, rolling him this way and that, as the evil team leader was left to wonder what exactly he was going to do with the little man whose entire life was at his mercy now.

He could just kill him of course, but that seemed incredibly wasteful. This runt was a failure as a member of team rocket but as Giovanni felt that tiny tongue lapping away at his socked sole he was reminded that even someone as worthless as this man had talents he could put to use. With his mind made up, the titan would continue to torture the little grunt underfoot, rolling him underneath his meaty sole like a ball. He squeezed the tiny, trapping his puny little head between his socked toes, holding it still and forcing him to smell the odorous fabric; a whiff of what his new future would no doubt hold.

The little grunt would find himself toyed with for almost a full hour as he got a very intimate introduction to Giovanni’s feet. He would find himself underneath them, weighed down with only a fraction of their true mass and still being left with absolutely no room to struggle. He would find himself enveloped by warm flesh, squeezed tight between two gigantic socked soles and then rubbed into one, forced deeply into it by Giovanni’s big toe.

Somewhere through it all the little grunt realized that he was moaning. The two oppressive appendages were just too persistent for him not to feel like he was meant to be there. Without even realizing it, he had begun humping at his former boss’ sole, shamefully submitting himself.

Giovanni on the other hand, noticed immediately and smirked, feeling both repulsed and excited by this turn of events. “Hmmm…” He hummed as he easily flipped the human on his back and pinned him down beneath a single toe. “You seem to be quite eager to fill your new role, insect.” The huge digit would press itself over the grunt’s face and immediately the titan would feel the pathetic creature licking away at it. “Yes… I believe you will be far better off as my personal plaything than you would have ever been as a member of Team Rocket.” Giovanni grinned as he reached down for the little grunt, pinching him up by the collar and bringing him over the massive opening of the stuffy dress shoe.

There would be little time for the grunt to admire the sights around him as Giovanni’s fingers simply moved apart. The only force that was holding the little man up disappeared and he plummeted down into the depths of the shoe, screaming all the way until he landed on top of the massive, slightly damp insole of Giovanni’s shoe.

The absolute giant of a man was all too eager to follow up on it. With a smirk, the leader of Team Rocket would eclipse the light coming from the outside with nothing but his foot. He thought about all the wonderful things he would subject his pet to in the future, thought about the little creature worshipping him as a god, about the fear he would instill in the little grunt by simply walking towards him and about how, perhaps, he might one day serve his master as food after all.

The little man’s world grew dark as the massive toes forced themselves into the humid environment within the shoe, pressing inwards and practically steamrolling over him as he found himself forced deeper and deeper in, until finally he was beneath them. Five massive bulbous socked toes hung over him like an awning as the foot finally seemed to settle in place.

Outside, Giovanni would sigh with satisfaction, feeling his new pet settling under his foot. “Welcome to your new home, runt. Do not worry, I’m a reasonable man, you’ll find your new position quite… fitting.” The giant grinned and burst out laughing. With a quick motion he pulled himself back towards the table and allowed the little living toy in his shoe to slip his mind.

He would return to his papers and overlook the progress on a great many operations Team Rocket was currently handling. And the entire time, he would shift his toes about, rubbing them all over his little captive; dominating him without even thinking about it. Nothing but idle motions and the massive weight of the foot, keeping the little grunt firmly in place.